Comics, daily stories

Standing up, Nomiya looked carefully at her somewhat lifeless eyes.

What do you mean?

His expression gradually became one of surprise and doubt. Could it be that you mistook me for Nantong?

How could you doubt me in that regard?

Taking a step forward, Nomiya lowered his head, and his head bumped against hers.

Their foreheads touched lightly.

Yukinoshita Yukino regained consciousness, blinked twice, and looked at the pair of black and white eyes, in which her own reflection was seen.

The next moment, the other person's face moved away a little, and then quickly approached.

"Bang." Nomiyama used a headbutt attack.

Yukinoshita Yukino took a step back, covering her forehead, her eyes turning red due to the pain.

Nomiyama looked at the pair of red eyes and paused, but still said confidently: "You doubted me first."

Yukinoshita Yukino took a deep breath and stared at him: "You rude fellow!"

"You doubted me first!"

This time, what responded to him was not words, but a library book.

Nomiyama dodged and turned to run, the two of them chasing each other and circling around the minister's table.

Nomiyama stopped first. He stood in front of Yukinoshita's desk and looked at Yukinoshita, who was standing beside his desk with her comic book in her hand. "Are you being unreasonable? You were the first to doubt me!"

Yukinoshita Yukino sneered: "Okay, then tell me what I suspect you of?"

Nomiyama opened his mouth: "You suspect I am!"

Shut up, his expression changed but he couldn't say anything. Are you going to say that you suspect I am from Nantong?

"I can't tell, you rude fellow."

The comic book flew over.

Nomiyama reached out to take it, and made an attacking gesture: "Don't go too far! If you make trouble again, I will smash it!"

Yukinoshita Yukino's expression remained unchanged as she pulled out another book. Without any defensive or dodging gesture, she sneered, "Alright, go ahead and smash it."

Nomiya froze in place.

Fight, a fight? Sawamura Eriri looked at the two people facing each other in confusion.

Smash, Fenghaya, smash, Kato Megumi opened her eyes, and some expectations appeared.

Nomiyama's expression changed wildly. It's just a smash! It's not like he doesn't dare!

He clenched the book in his hand.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him sarcastically, standing still. "Go ahead and smash it! I want to see who is in pain, me or you."

The sound of rustling pages was heard, and Yukinoshita Yukino dodged sideways, her eyes as cold as ice.

You actually smashed it?

Nomiyama prepared to dodge.

I smashed it, so what!

It would be great if they could fight each other until both of them lost control of their emotions. Kato Megumi secretly hid her expectations.

Huh? Were they going to fight like they did in elementary school? Sawamura Eriri looked at Yukino, who was clearly getting angry.

"what!"

At the entrance of the service department, the yellow-haired man who had just opened the door covered his nose and cried out in pain.

No. 174 Letter from Nantong

"Leaf, mountain, falcon, man."

Staring at the person who came, Nomiyama spoke almost word for word.

"Hayama Hayato-san." Yukinoshita Yukino regained her composure and walked back to her seat, but she stepped on him when she passed by him.

Nomiyama continued to stare at Hayato Hayama with an unfriendly look on his face.

"Hayama Hayato." Sawamura Eriri glanced at him.

"Hayama-san." Kato Megumi greeted him, then glanced at the two people whose atmosphere had eased, feeling a little sorry.

Hayato Hayama picked up the comic book and walked into the room while rubbing his nose. Although his eyes were slightly red from the pain, he still tried to smile: "Um, Nomiya-san, Yukinoshita-san, Sawamura-san, Kato-san, good afternoon."

Nomiyama didn't bother to pay attention to him. He reached out and took the comic book from his hand, returned to his seat and started turning the pages.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him coldly and spoke bluntly: "Forget the politeness. What can I do for you? Hayato Hayama."

Hayato Hayama smiled bitterly, looking at the people in the service club who seemed to be unwelcome to him, and chose to speak frankly.

"That's right, you all should know the rumors from this morning."

It would have been better if he didn't say it, but as soon as he said it, Nomiya's murderous intent surged.

Throwing the comic book onto the table, Nomiyama clenched his fists and said in a voice that was already filled with undisguised danger: "You'd better explain clearly what it means when a friend who made you so uneasy scared you that you wanted to run away without clothes."

Yukinoshita Yukino subconsciously covered her mouth with her fist. Since his sexual orientation had not changed, this kind of thing was quite interesting.

Hayato Hayama's expression froze and he quietly moved his feet. He knew that this person had always had a grudge against him and also had the same talent as Teacher Hiratsuka.

In short, if you are not in the right, he will really take action, and there is no way to resist.

"Well." Hayato gathered his thoughts and looked him in the eye, not intending to avoid the gaze. "You pushed the door open and came in, then immediately leaned against it, blocking the exit, and then walked towards me while laughing."

"Based on our previous experience together, I had to escape."

Nomiyama recalled the morning, finally sighed, unclenched his fists, and flipped through his comics again.

Yukinoshita Yukino shifted her gaze towards him. After being chased into the locker room by him, she was laughing?

Kato Megumi glanced at the two vice-ministers who were both silent, and took the initiative to ask the question: "So, Hayama-san, what's the matter with you coming to see us?"

Hayato Hayama's expression grew serious. He glanced at the members of the Service Club and said, "Hiratsuka-sensei said the Service Club could help solve the problem and recommended me to come here. I hope you can help me."

Then he spoke in a serious tone, pleading, "Also, I hope you can keep what happens next a secret for me."

"Oh, and you even brought a confidentiality agreement?" Nomiyama stopped flipping through the comics and turned to look at him. "As expected of Hayato Hayama, you're always demanding."

Hayato Hayama gave a wry smile and said, "I'm sorry, it's really not good to let some things get out."

Nomiyama curled his lips: "Oh, then could you please solve it yourself?"

Yukinoshita Yukino pondered for a moment and sighed: "After all, some people are gentle but incompetent. Nomi-san, you should be more understanding."

Nomiyama turned around and looked at her, thinking for a moment: "I think gentleness can be removed. Some people are, in a sense, extremely incompetent and heartless."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded: "Indeed, it seems to be fair, but in fact, it is ruthless to treat everyone."

After saying that, they both looked at Hayato Hayama.

No, you don't have to use 'certain people' as a proxy, just mention my name directly.

Hayato Hayama did not explain himself. After letting out a breath, he reached into his arms, took out a dozen letters, and placed them on the table.

"Oh?" Looking at the large pink envelope, Nomiyama's eyes lit up and he became interested. He gestured to the side of the long table and said, "Sit down."

Hayato Hayama glanced at the empty chair at the reception desk and his eyelids twitched. They hadn't even planned to let him sit there before.

"Love letter?" Eriri Sawamura stood up and moved closer.

Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes moved slightly, and she also stood up and walked around.

Kato Megumi moved closer to him quietly.

Nomiyama didn't hide it either. He distributed the envelopes to several people and asked them to open them.

Open the letter, read it, frown, close it, and move on to the next one.

After reading all the letters, Nomiya moved his gaze and looked at the people around him.

He let out a breath, dug into his pocket, took out a few candies and handed them to them.

One for Yukinoshita, one for Kei, one for Eriri, and the rest for herself.

While peeling the candy wrapper, Nomiya looked at Hayama with a strange expression.

Hayato Hayama ignored their strange looks and just looked at the candies in the hands of the service club members.

Um, what about mine?

Nomiyama ignored what he was thinking, but instead held the candy in his mouth, curious: "Sobu High School, there are so many?"

Yukinoshita Yukino glanced at Hayato Hayama strangely, and said hesitantly, "Maybe some people are really special, but they just revealed everything all at once this time."

Kato Megumi said nothing, but her eyes were moving.

Eriri Sawamura sat back in her seat, a little stunned.

Hayato Hayama smiled bitterly: "It's true. I saw these when I was about to change shoes to go to the football field. I knew them all."

Nomiyama smacked his lips in astonishment. "Nantong Harvester? The news about you being suspected of being from Nantong has only been circulating for a whole morning, and already there are over a dozen love letters from Nantong. What's going to happen next?"

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't know what to say, so she just remained silent.

Hayato Hayama's eyes flickered: "I, I didn't expect it to be like this."

Nomiyama pushed the envelope in front of him away and looked at him. "You don't want us to help you figure out how to refuse without hurting their feelings, do you? I won't do it. There are too many people, and it's too troublesome to arrange it one by one."

Hayato Hayama took a deep breath and said, "No, I'm not here for this. These letters are just to tell you what kind of situation I'm in. I will solve it myself."

"Oh? Then why are you looking for us?" Nomiya was a little curious now.

Hayato Hayama paused, then as if he had made up his mind, he took out another letter from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"This is the main one, I need your help."

The four members of the service department stopped looking at the letter.

Their eyes met, and finally Nomiya took the letter, and then the others gathered around.

It begins with a classic letter opening line.

【See you in person】

Nomiya and Yukinoshita looked at each other and turned away.

Kato Megumi frowned, looked at the two people, and then looked at the letter paper.

I love the way your Adam's apple moves when you drink water, the smile on your face when you play football, the smell of your sweat, and your gentleness and thoughtfulness...

Nomiyama grabbed the letter, crumpled it into a ball and threw it away, rubbed his eyes and walked towards the window.

It's an eyesore. I don't want to watch it anymore.

Sawamura Eriri glanced at him standing by the window to get some fresh air, then lowered her head and unfolded the letter again, reading the last paragraph: "I hate it when you talk to Tobe Sho after class."

Going further, she was a little surprised: "This letter doesn't seem to have left any name or contact information."

Nomiyama picked a few cherry blossoms and chewed them to get rid of the sour grape taste. He said casually, "They're from our class."

"Well, it's someone in the class... otherwise they wouldn't emphasize the fact that I was chatting with Sho." Hayato Hayama accepted this statement.

"In other words, there is a pervert from Nantong with a hidden identity in your class?" Eri Sawamura took a breath.

"Yeah." Hayato Hayama smiled bitterly, "He didn't reveal his name, but this kind of letter..."

"You want us to help you find him?" Yukinoshita Yukino frowned.

"That's right." Hayato Hayama took a deep breath. "Only by finding this classmate can I talk to him. Otherwise, it will only lead to greater trouble."

Yukinoshita Yukino's brows furrowed even more. She didn't think this matter was difficult, she just felt...

There are four people in the service department now, and he is the only one in Class F. Should he be asked to find a way to find Nantong?

Looking up, she saw him rubbing his eyes by the window. Yukinoshita Yukino said in a cold tone, "This matter is beyond the scope of the Service Club's commission. We don't accept personal love affairs."

Kato Megumi glanced at Yukinoshita and agreed with this statement.

It’s not that I have any opinion on Nantong, but I want him to go to Nantong or something. What if it affects him and something goes wrong?

"No, take it." Nomiya rubbed his eyebrows.